"Ah Ye, aren't demons and witches natural enemies?"

"Ah Ye, I decided to let you be my Dao soldier. ”

"Ah Ye, I survived this battle. ”

"Ah Ye, how long have we lived?"

"Ah Ye, I already know everything, and now I can return it...... Everything I ever owe. ”

"I'm tired, really tired. ”

"Ah Ye, I still can't let go...... My people... Rise and fall"

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The blood-colored light illuminates the entire space, and the top layer of this space is also filled with blood-colored mist, and in the mist is the vitality that gives people a strange feeling.

However, whether it was the blood light that spread throughout the space, or the blood lotus that bloomed in the blood pool that originated from the bottom of the space in the upper layer.

And among these many blood lotuses, a "corpse" suddenly floated up. The corpse was not shriveled, it did not look old, and from a distance, it looked like a slightly handsome young man.

The white hair is like a waterfall, the starry eyebrows are sword-eyed, the face is angular like a carving, and the facial features are upright. Such a look is not handsome and abnormal, but it can give people a different feeling, as if this young man is in the mortal world, but he does not belong to the ordinary world.

However, he is said to be like a corpse because the young man is lifeless from the outside. His skin was dead pale, as if there was no blood flowing in his body.

He was like a dead corpse, but the way he died was a little special. There is no change in appearance, but in fact it has lost all vitality, and no matter how much you probe and observe, you can no longer find the breath of the soul.........

Compared to the corpses elsewhere in this pool of blood, he was no different except for his appearance. However, in the next moment, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of strange eyes, which were black heavy pupils.

At the same time, it seemed that he sensed the young man's abnormal movements, and the endless blood-colored lotus flowers shook one after another, stretching out the blood-red vine tentacles all over his body, and attacked and killed the young man, like a wave rising from the depths of the sea of blood.

However, the terrifying offensive was completely isolated around the young man, as if there was an invisible barrier preventing them from attacking and killing the young man.

But I saw the young man suddenly stand up from the blood-colored pool water, with a pair of eyes open, standing quietly in place, his eyes blank. In front of him, a small stone with a faint silver glow floated.

I don't know where this stone came from, but from the moment of the Blood Lotus riot, it was pulled by a force and emerged from the young man's body, releasing a strange and weak force, blocking all attacks for the young man.

And what pulled it was a burst of eye-catching golden-red divine light, which appeared from the young man's back, and the source was a golden-red Manshu Sahua pattern.

The young man, however, now looked more like a living dead. He just stood quietly and quietly in place, unaffected by any external things and foreign affairs, immersed in the world in his eyes.

That world, from his right eye. At this moment, his right eye turned a brilliant purple, and in the flash of purple meaning, it slowly faded into black and white.

And that world, like the scroll of an ink painting, slowly and slowly unfolds. It was a world with only two colors, black and white, and it depicted everything that happened in the "Flood Journey" of the White Night.

From meeting Fan Li, to getting along with him day and night as a grass, and then to later, he was cast into that bronze spear, and the two of them fought together......... Until the end of hundreds of billions of years, Fan Li passed away......... He woke up from this dream.

Tilting his head slightly, a trace of brilliance, slowly gathered from his eyes. At this moment, Bai Ye glanced at the blood-colored tentacles in front of him that were constantly attacking him, and then moved his fingers slightly, his two fingers condensed, and he snapped his fingers silently.

The black and white divine light shone from his fingers, unleashing an incomparably powerful secret power, showing a state of ripples, rippling in all directions.

At this moment, the invisible barrier around his body showed countless fine cracks, and then in a crisp cracking sound, it turned into countless milky white fragments, flashing with a little silver light, and disappeared in this blood-colored space.

And those blood lotuses, after sensing that this barrier was gone, launched an even more ferocious attack, thousands of blood-red tentacles gathered together, like a blood-red wave, from all directions, sweeping towards the white night.

However, in the ripples of black and white, they turned into a blood-red mist. Black and white, rippling, separating and converging, turned into two divine lights, one black and one white, surrounding the white night, with the tap of his fingers, like two ink pens, rendering.

One black, one white, one vertical, one horizontal.

At this moment, a sharp and painful hiss resounded in this blood-red space. Countless blood-colored lotus flowers were trembling violently, and the sweet smell of blood filled the air, swaying with the breeze, swirling around the young man's nose.

A moment later, the entire blood-colored space was completely turned into a dead place. Originally, these blood lotuses, also known as bloodthirsty demons, were the only creatures that could survive here, but now, they were tragically wiped out.

"Don't read it. ”

The two ancient ancient characters of the demon clan in the ancient flood period stood quietly in front of the white night, exuding a faint black and white divine light. At this moment of the white night, my heart is full of reluctance, and there is relief after reluctance.

He didn't know what happened to him, he turned into a grass, and returned to that era when it was impossible to reappear in the world, to experience such a ridiculous adventure.

It's like a dream, a dream that doesn't happen at all, doesn't exist. It brought him too many things, and at this moment, Bai Ye understood why he would awaken the peerless bloodline of this demon clan together when he awakened in his last life.

He also understood the bitterness of a supreme figure who had spanned the years. Although he was only a grass and a bronze spear during those years, he witnessed everything.

That person was the one he watched grow up. It's just that in that dreamlike world, he can't speak, and he is gradually forgetting and immersing himself in that period of time.

Hundreds of billions of years, most of the years of the flood era, he witnessed the rise of that person, also witnessed the rise and fall of the demon clan, and also knew many secrets that only belonged to that era.

Now, he no longer regards Fan Li as the demon god who returns cause and effect, and no longer regards the demon race as a race that is entangled with him because of cause and effect. Now, Fan Li is his old friend, and he is the new god of the demon clan.

It is precisely because of the change in mentality, as well as the strange experience that can be said to be short or long, that Bai Ye's cognition and comprehension of Fan Lifa have undergone earth-shaking changes. Now, he is Fan Li, and Fan Li is him.

In a sense, he has truly and completely acknowledged this identity and power that he has gained outside of his past life. I have to say that this can be regarded as the last straw that overwhelmed the defense line in his heart.

Before that, when he was dying in the Great Snow Mountain in the west of the Great Iron Railway, there was also an angry and bloody battle in the ruins of Starlight...... Many things along the way have imperceptibly moved him. It's just that he has always controlled his attitude towards the demon clan relatively stable.

But now it's completely different. An unexpected experience broke down all the psychological barriers he had worked so hard to build up to this point.

How would you react to an old friend who had been treated as a stranger by you all along, and you suddenly learned the truth of everything?

The blood-colored water, divided into countless streams, rose from the entire space, and quickly converged towards the left hand stretched out by the white night. In the blink of an eye, a blood-colored drop of blood-colored water with a glittering crystal luster appeared in his hand.

A few wisps of the same blood-red mist sprouted from Bai Ye's hands, like a giant python devouring its prey, swirling around the blood-red droplets, slowly devouring the power within.

At this moment, the many wounds he had suffered since entering this ruin wilderness had finally been thoroughly healed and recovered.

And his strength, especially in his understanding of Fan Li's bloodline and his comprehension of Fan Li's law, has improved by leaps and bounds. Now, if he wants to break through the gods, he can do it with just one thought.

However, he felt that was not the path he should take. Because in that case, the path will not be perfect, and his path will not be perfect, and once this is done, it is true that the cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, but the higher you go to the higher places of cultivation, the more you will find irreparable drawbacks.

That will be a fundamental wound, extremely difficult to make up, for Bai Ye, the Dao is not perfect, imperfect, in the end, when it is time to challenge the will of the Heavenly Dao, there will be one less chance of winning.

When his sickly pale skin became slightly ruddy, Bai Ye noticed the stone floating quietly in front of his eyes.

As if sensing the white night's gaze watching it, it trembled slightly for a few moments, and then shattered with a crisp explosion. In Bai Ye's slightly startled eyes, it turned into a palm-sized fragment.

Even if he wasn't well-informed, Bai Ye could recognize that it was a fragment of a hedrome. However, his experience couldn't help but remind him of something that only existed in the legend of the flood wilderness.

But what he couldn't figure out was how something that only existed in the legends of the flood and famine, and that no one like him had lived for a billion years had ever seen before, could appear here? What's more, that thing should be a mirror.

But even so, when this thing is complete, it should be regarded as a treasure against the sky, but this is just fate.

With a soft sigh, Bai Ye flew up and floated towards the mist that was slowly dissipating in this blood-red space. For some reason, he had a hunch that there would be a new exit. It's just that I don't know where to go.

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However, what Bai Ye didn't know was that after he left, a black-robed shadow slowly appeared in the pool of blood that had dried up. The black shadow loomed, shrouded in tattered black robes that exuded a strange gray mist, giving people a sense of depression for no reason.

However, what it saw was a dry pool of blood, and the withered corpses of countless bloodthirsty demons in the pool, as well as the blood-red space full of rifts, and the mist that was slowly dissipating.

The next moment, it let out an earth-shattering roar, but when it turned to see the traces of the two desolate ancient characters above the space, its bare empty eyes revealed a strong greedy light.

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